I used to be so big on bulbs. They're a lot cheaper up in Brisbane than they are in Melbourne. When I was living in Melbourne, the first few times I came up to Brisbane I'd allow myself a ten packs of bulbs limit per long weekend, which would inevitably be broken. Calling friends up in bulbs voices was always fun. Fortunately since moving back up they haven't really been on my radar.

Nangs, eh? I remember going into Franklins, stoned out of my mind with my mate when we were at uni, and our plan was to get 5 packs each and go to different registers. Unfortunately they closed off the second one when we got to the front, so had to go through the same register. The guy on the checkout just shook his head in dismay.

I believe that was also the night we did 10 in a row each. It seemed like hours until we both came to, and we both just went to bed, not feeling quite right.

Many years ago, my flatmate stole a huge cylinder from a hospital in Darlinghurst once and we ballooned on for weeks. The noise it made when you turned it on was like a plane taking off. I'm surprised our neighbours downstairs never complained.

so a long time ago when I was a silly thing I had some weed at a party then had a nang. then I watched Akira. not only did Akira turn into THE LONGEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME but I finally understood the ending.